She wraps her legs around my waist and starts grinding her pussy slowly into my crotch, which springs my dick back to life in seconds.
“What’s it going to be, Knox?”
“This is so dangerous, Gigi.”
“Yeah?”
She grinds into me harder, like a stripper in the champagne room. She’s determined to make this happen, and I’ve always been a sucker for a lap dance.
“If we do this, then you’re mine, Gigi. Do you understand what I’m saying? I won’t be able to let you go.”
“I was always yours.”
Fuck.
“Just so you know, I was tested last month and haven’t been with anyone since. I’m clean.” I lift her ass and pivot her on her back. I stare intensely in her eyes and tell her, “I’m going to start slow, baby. I’ve got a big dick and we’ve got all night.”
“Yessss,” she hisses. “Let’s start slow then.”
For a few moments, it feels like I’m trying to shove a square peg into a round hole. She’s tight as fuck and I’m hard like a rock.
“Open your eyes and keep them on me.”
Her eyes slowly open and stare into mine. They’re as bright as diamonds.
“This pussy belongs to me now, yeah?”
“Yes, Knox.”
“Then I need you to open it up. Spread your legs wider for me.”
I slide my thumb in between us and on her clit, flicking it back and forth as I push myself further into her snug walls. Things start to loosen up as she grows slicker with need, and finally I reach the wall of no return.
One defining stroke and I break the seal inside of her and now I am seated balls deep inside her. I pause for a moment so she can adjust to my size and so I can quickly digest what is happening.
“Are you okay, baby? Did I hurt you?”
Her eyes are glassy, and I’m not sure if I should go on.
“I’m more than okay. It hurt a little at first but now this feels amazing.”
“Are you sure?”
As if I could stop fucking her at this point. Nothing on earth has ever felt this good. I pray she tells me it’s fine to continue, but until she gives me the okay, I remain stock still.
“Absolutely.”
Thank fuck.
I lift one of her curvy thighs and hook it over my arm as I slowly work her pussy from an angle. Her gentle cries egg me on and I start to speed up the tempo.
“Faster, Knox.”
“Does it feel good, baby?”
“So good.”
I keep the tempo the same but put a little more effort into the thrusts until I’m pounding her pussy like I’ve lost my damn mind.
“Fuckkkk!”
I don’t last as long as I would've liked to. In fact, I’m a little embarrassed at how hard and quickly I come, but all I can compare Gigi’s pussy to is how it must feel for a drug addict when they take that very first hit.
Sublime.
And while an addict’s subsequent highs may never feel like the first one again, I smile to myself, knowing that my drug of choice can only get better from here.
Twenty-One
Gigi
* * *
I’ve been off the schedule at work for over a week since the incident happened with Jake (formerly known as Ben), but I’m also relieved to hear from Casper that no one has either seen or heard from Jake the entire week.
Now that I’ve also confirmed that there was a witness outside of the break room who heard Jake assault me, Knox thought it would be best if I went through normal University channels and contact Human Resources to formally report Jake.
“That way there’s a paper trail and if he ever tries to come back for his job, which I doubt, he’d be let go on the spot.” Knox tells me.
“Wouldn’t getting him fired only ruin his life more than it already is? Wouldn’t that make him angrier with me?”
“He isn’t coming back, Gigi.”
“What does that mean?”
“I had some strong words with him after he cut my hand. He knows that it would not be in his best interest to pop back up. I bet he’s halfway to Michigan by now. But to cover all our bases, I want it on record that he tried to hurt you. If you do that, then maybe I’ll let you go back to work there.”
“You’ll let me, oh arrogant one?”
Knox grabs me around the waist and pulls me flush against his hard body. He smells of a delicious mixture of burnt vanilla and spices.
“I’ve got some tricky ways to keep you naked in bed for a very long time. You wouldn’t ever have to go to work again.”
I can feel the exact “trick” he’s talking about pressing into my abdomen.
“Jackass,” I call him lovingly.
“Queenie.”
He kisses me softly at first, gradually seducing my mouth with his acrobatic tongue, and all I can do at this point is raise my arms around his neck and fall deeper under his spell.
Since he’s moved off of the couch and into my bed because “it’s better for my back”, Knox has made love to me every single night and sometimes twice a day.
“I can’t let you bewitch me right now,” he teases. “I’m going to hang with my brothers for a little bit. If you go anywhere, call me and let me know. I’m not trying to hover, but I need to know where you are at all times for my own sanity.”
“I’m probably going to be hanging out here and prep for the open call auditions.”
“Oh, you’re going to do it?”
“Yeah, I’m thinking I could be the caterpillar.”
“The animal in Alice In Wonderland that smokes the hookah? How ironic.”
“I know, right? I’m complicated like that.”
“You sure are, baby.”
Knox leans in and kisses me firmly on the mouth before leaving.
“I’ll see your pretty ass later.”
“Bye.”
I catch myself in the glass window with a smile plastered on my face way after Knox closes the front door.
I am a goner.
I'm hooked.
I am completely enraptured by Knox Masterson and still walk around the apartment ten minutes later in my own little love daze until my father calls. That’s when reality hits me like a ton of bricks.
“How you doing, baby girl?”
“I’m good.”
“Is Knox there?”
“He just left to meet Bronx and Seven.”
“Oh, okay, you’re not giving him a hard time, are you?”
“He’s used to it.”
My father laughs boisterously at my joke.
“How’s he liking that couch of yours?”
“It’s bad for his neck but he’s coping.”
And the Academy Award goes to…
“That boy’s a good sport.”
He has no idea.
I consider leaving the conversation there and hanging up. Normally, he’d tell me what plans he and Mom were making for dinner and then he’d offer to send me some money, but sometimes I’m like a dog with a bone. I need a few answers.
“Daddy, I want to ask you about something.”
“Shoot.”